poem: run towards water (part I)
chadwick
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run with me and pale rabbit
as eagles to ourselves
and a mirror
beside the lake
we will see
will feel we as if
going...carrying ours
to baby river
and happy hot sun
turtle and dove are there
they will dance next to us
crow will represent rock
and pure darkness
from raven eyes
and as solid
to the sand
we will roll toward water
combing all time as one
one fruit tree
one love
one night is never enough
one kiss
lasting through night hours
not to stop
then this is one now
authorize with me would you?
take the doe..spotted to this world
dark to another
the hunter
please be inclined to last with me
this extraction
from what is beyond
where outermost is innermost
leaving behind everything we do not
as eagles to ourselves
and a mirror
beside the lake
we will see
will feel we as if
going...carrying ours
to baby river
and happy hot sun
turtle and dove are there
they will dance next to us
crow will represent rock
and pure darkness
from raven eyes
and as solid
to the sand
we will roll toward water
combing all time as one
one fruit tree
one love
one night is never enough
one kiss
lasting through night hours
not to stop
then this is one now
authorize with me would you?
take the doe..spotted to this world
dark to another
the hunter
please be inclined to last with me
this extraction
from what is beyond
where outermost is innermost
leaving behind everything we do not
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"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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Send my credentials to the house of detention
thank you, friend
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
there is
there is everything
everywhere
obviously, most has landed on you
and a fine damn poem
Godfather.